Today we discovered the world's worst coffee right here in Minneapolis. This vile tincture was presented to us at "Tailgator's" a run-of-the-mill sports bar on Nicollet Avenue just north of the Cross Town today. This coffee was far weaker than any I have had (and due to extensive work-related travel to places like Bemidji, Grand Forks, Thief River Falls, and other out-of-the-way population centers of the rural Midwest, I have sampled much bad coffee).
To add insult to injury, Tailgator's serves their tepid brew in clear glass mug, to defiantly show you how unblinkingly weak it truely is.
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